Oh Xie, when I saw an update from you my heart raced thinking it was "Directions" (although I see that's coming very soon *jumps for joy!*) I actually got an IJ account just so I can comment non-anonymously on your beautiful story!! But this was such a lovely surprise. :)
I think this is probably the only fic ever written in this fandom about this particular winter holiday.
LOL. I would certainly agree. There doesn't seem to be a huge "B/J celebrate Ramadan" community out there. ;) But you always seem to find that beautiful common denominator that brings us all together. <3
I love how although Brian never gets on a soap box like the Professor, or shouts about injustice like Mamma Pflag, he always seems to let you know there's a socially conscious person lurking behind those bedroom eyes. He just does it in his own style: "You know, Honeycutt, it wasn't all that long ago you came in here with a clear plastic t-shirt and little orange plastic circles pasted over your nipples." LOL
Yes, it's the Kinney-speak way to let you know we are all the same--a bunch of freakin' weirdos sharing the same rock. ;)
"He's extracting the wine bottles from their protective cocoon. I just had to quote this line because I loved it so much. A great way to describe Brian's personality without paragraphs of exposition. ;)
"Civil servants today really don't care who they inconvenience, do they?"
"Who exactly could you fit in that car besides Sunshine?" Debbie said, earrings swinging as she turned her head.
Brian nodded. "Exactly." I actually snorted out loud at that last word. LOL Brian is such a unique individual. 'Yes, I just saved a girl from dying in a house afire, but give me my car so I can go home to fuck my boyfriend dammit.' But I love how tongue-in-cheek it really is. Taking the focus off the scary elements of this moment and re-focusing everyone's attention on the absurdity of expecting firemen to worry about parked cars when they are trying to save lives. He's so golden! And of course, this is something the gang would get on his case for, saying he's selfish and rude when he's simply easing the harshness of the situation. <3
But if people are going to burn down a house over the difference between a mosque and a church, the least a well-meaning liberal like you can do is keep them straight." He paused. "So to speak."
Once again, our darling Brian shows how socially aware he is without forcing it down everyone's throats. But, as always, he can't seem too political because then people would think he gives a shit, so he ends on a joke to divert attention away from his comment. And I'm sure he's more proud of the pun than the commentary he's made. Love him!
"they'll be holding casting calls for gay-rabs." I just love this line. Always with his finger on the pulse of the next big fad (or fag, but that's a whole other thing!" ;))
"The world," Brian said, pulling Justin closer, "is a dangerous and hate-filled place. That's why I have grave reservations about ever leaving the loft again." I love how instinctively Brian knows how this is affecting Justin personally, and he has a need to heal that. And at the same time, it makes him aware of that hidden place inside of him that's panicked about how easily he almost lost Justin and how he could lose him at any given moment, so he's comforting himself at the same time. As strong as Brian is, he's a pillar of salt when it comes to his Sunshine.
"Tomorrow we're back in the world of hate, though." "But not tonight." And then he kissed him. Awww, and the whole wicked world goes away when they make love, holding each other in their arms, healing that part of them that's hurting. This was so wonderful!